It was white and had a plunging v neckline. From the back it looked like a connected bra and skirt. The bra part came together in a knot. There bra part and skirt wasn't connected, so it would leave my lower back exposed. The spagetti straps ensured my upper back would be exposed too. If you inspected the chest material closely, you would find swirls and lace decorating it. The skirt wasn't all that fancy so all the attention would be at the top. On my breasts.

"No way! That's way too fucking flirtatious! He'll take it as an invitation." I whined. De'andra grinned wickedly. "Exactly! This is a date. Your invitation to him. You guys don't have to do anything. Maybe kiss a couple times." De said. She threw 2 shoes at me. When I inspected them closely I discovered they were acctually white leather boots. I groaned. It was a cute outfit combo. With some red lipstick and curled hair I'd be fine. "Get out so I can change." De left and I changed quickly. A bra wouldn't even work with this dress, leaving me more vulerable.

I slipped on the dress. It hugged my hips perfectly. I slipped on the boots. The bottoms were black, and gave a bit of heel. It stopped a little under my knees. "You can come in De!" I called. She ran in. "Yes!" She squealed. She grabbed me by my wrist and dragged me into the bathroom. The sink was littered with make-up and hair products. Then she got to work on my face and hair. "Not too much make-up." I whined. I honestly hated make-up in all aspects. Except mascara. "Okay. Now I need to get back to work on my masterpeice." She said, swatting at my hand that was reaching for the make-up remover.

I have to say De'andra is really good at her job. She effectively curled my hair without burning my scalp. She even managed to heighten my feature and make them beautiful. "Done!" She threw her hands up like she was in a cooking competion. 

My mom peeked her head into the bathroom. "Honey you look adorable. Is he picking you up. I want to take a few pictures with you two." She said holding her phone up. I groaned. "Mom." I whined. She rolled her eyes and backed out. "Here I have this killer black jean jacket." De said. She handed it to me. When had she left to get this? The doorbell rang. I jumped to my feet and bolted down the stairs. I was still to late. My mom intercepted the door. "Hey Blake." She purred.

Oh my god. "Is Jessamine home, Mrs. Klein?" Blake asked. I peeked over my mother's shoulder. "I'm right here." I purred. He looked hot. A tight white t-shirt, black jeans, and white sneakers. "Who planned our outfits?" I growled. My mom backed away grinning. No doubt going for the camera. "Wow. Your really pretty." Blake said breathlessly. I rolled my eyes. "Of course I am." I mumbled. "Well you promised me a good pic. Let's go." Blake held out his hand. "Wait!" De screeched.

She barrled down the stairs. "U-u-umbrella." She panted. I grabbed it from her. It was white too. I glared at her. "You planned this. Didn't you?" I growled. She stared at me innocently. "Your mother is coming with the camera." She teased. "Let's go." I said rolling my eye. I grabbed Blake's arm and pulled him out of the house. We shared the umbrella as he led me to his car.

I felt really jittery and excited. I shook my head at myself. There was no way I was catching feeling for him this quickly. I slid into his passenger's seat and closed the umbrella. I leaned back into the seat. "Woah, you look hot." Conner's voice purred from behind me. I sat up immediately and turned around. Conner starred back at me goofily. Blake got into the car and put the key in the ignition. "You invited the doofus." I snapped. He winced. "He is really good at taking pictures. Besides after the pic Carston and De will meet us at Hollow's Kitchen." He said quickly. "I'll let him slide if he takes a good pic. I still can't belive De talked me into this." I groaned.

I felt their gazes on my body. I made me nervous. Vulnerable. "Talked you into what?" Conner asked. "This goddamned dress. It's to short an flashes way to much skin. Granted I like flashing skin, but this really isn't my style." I whined. I saw Blake grin out of the corner of my eye. "What?" I snapped. "De picked that dress intentionally. I can't keep my eyes off of you." Blaked purred huskily.

I looked out of the window trying to hide my emotions. Blake was staring at me, no doubt. I was going to murder De. "Conner you need to drive. Her dress is too distracting." Blake said. My jaw dropped. "Stop capping. I'm not that pretty." I mummbled. "Come in the back with me?" Blake asked. "Sure, but I'm not getting wet. I have a better idea."

I knelt betwen the two seats and starting wiggling my way to the back. Halfway there my hips got stuck. "No, no, no. no. My hips are stuck!" I desperatly tried to move forward, backwards, or even sideways to no avail. "I can push you." Blake said from behid me. "Please." I whined impatiently. I wanted to be free now. I felt Blake's hands on my ass and I immediately started squirming. "Don't touch me there!" I breathed. His touch was doing weird thing to my body. "I have to if I'm gonna pop you out." Blake said. Conner grinned looking at Blake behind me. "Fine! Just hurry up already." I said giving in.

I felt his hands on my bottom again, but this time I didn't fight. It was weird letting him touch me. Conner smirked at me. I felt Blake give a really hard push an I popped out like a cork from a champane bottle. I fell face first right into Conner's lap. "If you wanted to give me a blowjob you could've just asked." I scrambled off his lap and into the space next to him. The door next to me opened. Then I was manhandled into someone's lap and the door shut. "Conner get in the driver's seat." Blake purred.

Oh god. I was in his lap! As soon as Conner moved I pounced on the opportnity and tried to get off his lap. I felt his arm around my waist securing me. "Let me go." I growled. "Fine." Blake let his arm drop. Just as I was about to get up he manhandled me again. Now I was sitting on his lap facing him. "I really like this dress. It keeps riding up those nice carmel thighs." I looked away trying to still my poker face. "Can I kiss you?" I stared at him for a second then nodded. With that he kissd me. I almost melted into the ground becase of the intensity of the kiss.

I gripped Blake's shoulders for support. He must have liked that because his hands were on my ass groping me, pulling me closer. I kept myself from moaning in pleasue. As he pulled me closer I felt his little brother rise in his pants. He rubbed it against me forcing a moan from my lips. His every touch felt so electric. He took advantage of my open mouth and slid his tongue inside it. He thrust his tongue into my mouth in time with him rubbing my sex. He kept his lips locked on mine swallowing every single sound I made.

Then he abruptly pulled away from the kiss panting. "If we keep kissing I'm gonna do something we'll regret." He breathed. I nodded. I still couldn't believe he kissed me like that. My body so traitorusly let him make me moan. "Why'd you do that? Conner was in the car!" I hissed quietly. Blake smirked at me. "I was claiming you mine. Plus I love those little noises you make." I glared at him. "Well I hate them." I snapped, crossin my arms. "But you like what I do to you." I bit my lip. I did like it. "What does that have to do with how noisy I am?" Blake grinned. "If you like what I'm doing. Those moans are the only way for you to show appretiation for what I do." I frowned. "I guess so. But that means you have to do that when I kiss you." This time I grinned. "My show of appretiation is this boner that's  going to be difficult to hide from the guys." Blake said.

"I can help. I think. Acctually forget I just said that." I said quickly. "Conner how long until we gt to the park?" Blake asked. "About 10 minutes." He called. "We have enough time. I'll show you how to do it." Blake unzipped his pants. "Hey don't." I snapped, but it was too late, his thing was out and wanted to play. "You can give me a handjob. Just give me your hand." He reached for my hand. I pulled away from him. "I know how to do it." I snapped.  He smirked at me. "So show me." He purred. "Maybe I will." With that I put my hand to work wrapping it around his warm shaft and moving it up and down. "Fuck." He groaned. I grinned. I was definelty going to kill him with these touches. Make him lose his mind. I sped my hand up squeezing it around him harder. He groaned and rocked his hips into my hand. I smirked at him and put his tip in my mouth. It started twitching and throbbing then he released down my throat with a hearty moan. I struggled to swallow all of it, almost choking so I sat up, rolled down the window, and spat it all out.

Blake stared at me in awe. "Wow." He breathed. I grinned at him. "I told you I knew what I was doing. Now when are we going to get there?" I asked Conner. "Just around the corner." He called. I smirked at Blake. "That's sad you only lasted a few minutes." I whined. Blake looked away from me and put his pants on properly. I smiled on the inside. I just made the little fuck cum and he's flustered. He was all mine.